Birthdays inevitably make me nostalgic as I think back over the years and the happy memories of birthdays gone by. Recently my eyes hit upon a box marked 'baby memories' whilst I was in the loft looking for something completely unrelated. Well, I sat down there and then and took every item out of the box - annotated baby books full of mementos, precious china given as gifts, first shoes, a baby-grow.
Then I found a set of baby clothes I'd knitted. A layette - or first set for a newborn.
But I didn't knit this set for my own baby. In fact I'd made this set quite a few times for friends having babies, long before I had one myself. This set was made specially for my nephew Calum, who's now a strapping 25 year old, and it became a bit of a family tradition that my newborn nieces and nephews would be brought home from hospital wearing it. I still have the pattern, though it's a bit creased nowadays.
Here I am as a new mum, preparing to leave the maternity hospital in 1995 with Eilidh wearing the special hat, matinee jacket but possibly not the bootees.
And here we are together last weekend, celebrating her forthcoming 21st birthday in London and creating more lovely memories for the future.
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